As soon as he was free, Qingtian wanted to go back to the small world of Chenghua Hall --- the "sea of books", where he really felt freedom, warmth and joy.

The last time Wu Mei sent the snow ear soup, she saw the prince living in a small place between the bookshelves to deal with official documents, a handsome female scholar shared a case with him, and saw that the little scholar actually directly approved the official documents, she felt very incredible at the time. Later, I kept hearing that the prince would take the little scholar with him in everything, almost to the point of being inseparable.

With a woman's sensitive intuition, Wu Mei concluded that the little scholar was no longer as simple as a scholar in the eyes of the prince.

It is said that the prince is lucky to be a palace maid, and it is not a fuss, but what makes Wu Mei most relieved is that the little scholar is close to the water and the moon first, if she really gets the favor, then it will be even more difficult for her to see the prince again.

Wu Mei didn't dare to think about it anymore, she ordered Yanran to keep an eye on the prince and Xiao Wu's every move......

During the day, when the prince Qingtian is not there, Xiao Wu will often sort out the books and collect the materials in the study, if Zixiao and Guiyan don't come, she will read books alone in the "sea of books".

One day, Xiao Wu was sorting out the paintings, she re-rolled the unrolled paintings one by one, and suddenly saw the painting she had painted "Peony flowers are dead, and ghosts are also romantic", Xiao Wu suddenly felt flustered, and the back of the young man in white flashed in his mind again.

What does the appearance of this shadow mean? Could it be that he is recovering his memory? Could he be his old friend? Xiao Wu wants to draw this figure down, and wants to show it to Cui'er to see if she can remember anything?

Spreading out a brocade silk in a panic, the little dancer began to paint with a slight trembling.

All this was clearly seen by Wu Mei and Yan Ran, who had entered the door, and they quietly walked behind Xiao Wu and saw that she was sketching the back of a young man.

I saw a young man dancing in the painting, wearing a wide-sleeved robe, a belt embroidered robe with a pattern at the waist, thick-soled boots on his feet, his hair was tied on the top of his head by a hosta, and a good round jade pendant was equipped on the side of the waist.

Although it is only a simple outline, the image of a beautiful young man who walks in the wind, with a handsome and dusty demeanor, has been vividly painted.

Xiao Wu stopped his pen and stared at the painting in a daze, a wave of anger suddenly sounded behind him, "Yo! This painting is Brother Lover...... Otherwise, how could they be so obsessed?".

Yanran stood behind Xiao Wu, glancing at Xiao Wu with an arrogant expression, sneering.

Only then did Xiao Wu see Wu Mei Niangniang, Yan Ran and a slender Xian'e standing behind her, she was distracted just now, and she didn't even know that someone had come in.

Xiao Wu ignored Yan Ran's words, she had long been used to it, Yan Ran's usual unkind eyes towards her, and often sarcasm without a word, had long been taken seriously.

Xiao Wu hurriedly knelt down and saluted Wu Mei, "The slave doesn't know that Niangniang has arrived, please forgive Niangniang."

Yan Ran was ignored, bit her lip angrily, glared at Xiao Wu, and said hatefully: "Hmph! Niangniang arrived, you dare to be lazy, who gave you dog guts?"

Wu Mei didn't seem to hear it, so she walked to the painting case, looked at Xiao Wu's unfinished painting, and asked lazily, "Say it...... Who is the boy in the painting?".

Obviously, the back on the painting is not the prince, just seeing the little scholar's panicked and obsessed expression, Wu Mei guessed that the boy on the painting should be the little scholar's lover.

Xiao Wu was neither humble nor arrogant, and replied: "Back to Niangniang's words, this is just a painting, not a person?"

Wu Mei sat on the seat in front of the desk, glanced at Xiao Wu, and said slowly: "Oh...... Since it's just a painting, let's give it to Hongu."

The rules of Yongzheng Palace are strict, and Xiao Wu doesn't want to let others hold a portrait of a man during the penalty period to provoke right and wrong for herself. Xiao Wu hurriedly replied, "This painting is vulgar, and the slave is afraid of staining the eyes of the mother...... If the mother is interested, the slave is willing to draw another pen."

As soon as Xiao Wu's words fell, the slender Xian'e scolded loudly, "Bold slave! Niang Niang can take a fancy to your things, that is a grace to you, and dare to push back, it is really a bear heart and leopard gall!"

"Jingyi, stop it!", Wu Mei raised his hand to stop it, turned his face to look at Yan Ran, and ordered: "Yan Ran, you go down and get busy first."

Yan Ran swore not to punish Xiao Wu, and anxiously proposed to Wu Mei: "Niangniang, you must not let go of this cheap maid!

Yanran hated Xiao Wu to death in her heart, she had been the prince's personal maid for thousands of years, and she looked at herself as charming and graceful, but the prince had never looked at her squarely.

She loves the prince, and she loves him crazy! Yanran doesn't want to be his woman all the time. Seeing the prince getting close to other women, she felt uncomfortable, let alone a little scholar who was even lower than her.

There was a look of impatience on Wu Mei's face, and she reminded again, "Yanran, let's go out first."

"Yes! Niangniang", Yan Ran reluctantly gave Shi Li, glanced at Xiao Wu, and left reluctantly.

Wu Mei sat on the chair, admiring her extremely delicate nails, glanced lazily and arrogantly, Xiao Wu, who was still kneeling, and asked lazily, "What's your name?"

"If you go back to your mother, the slave is called Lu Xiaowu"

"Lu Xiaowu?...... Ah, you just said that you want to paint a picture of Hongu, so ...... Let's draw it now."

"I don't know, what kind of paintings does Niangniang like?"

Wu Mei lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said, "Then, just draw a picture...... One painting, a woman misses her husband."

"Yes!"

Xiao Wu responded, got up and came to the painting case, pondered for a moment, adjusted the red paint, and began to paint.

Xiao Wu used ink pen to draw a stone broken bridge on the river, lonely flowing water, broken stones and broken branches all over the ground, scattered leaves and lonely geese in the sky, the picture is a dilapidated and desolate, cold and lonely world. On the side of a lonely rock on the river bank under the bridge, a cluster of red beans is red and dazzling, cracked heart-shaped bean grains, round and full, like a young woman's blazing red lips, are longing, being passionately kissed by the amorous man.

Putting down the red color pen, Xiao Wu picked up the ink pen and inscribed a poem in the upper right corner of the painting, "When the broken bridge is full of red in spring, who is lovesick and who is crazy." May you be able to straighten the need to fold, don't wait for the scattered branches to be broken."

Wu Mei sat on the chair not far from the painting case, playing with the jade bracelet on her wrist, and waited quietly. He also looked up from time to time, looking up and down at Xiao Wu, who was concentrating on painting.

I saw that the little scholar in front of him was thin and thin, his little face was white and flawless, and he still had some childishness that had not been taken off, and his eyes were as smart as "Ding Dong" spring water, pure and clean that made people linger, although he was only wearing the simple robe of the scholar, but he still couldn't hide the elegance and nobility in his bones.

At a young age, he can not be humble or arrogant in front of himself, and he has a basis for advancing and retreating, and in a few decades, he has not only won the favor of the prince, but also attracted the Seventh Highness and the Ninth Highness to often come to her, and the little girl is really not a thing in the pool! If this scourge continues to stay in the Yongzheng Palace, and the prince has been in love for a long time, it is difficult to ensure that the prince will not be confused to the exclusive favor, if he gives birth to a heavenly grandson in the future, the status will be equal to her.

"Tell Niangniang, the painting has been painted", Xiao Wu's voice interrupted Wu Mei's thoughts.

Wu Mei got up and walked to the painting, looked at it carefully, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes, after all, he was from the fox clan, and he still had a good appreciation for beautiful things.

Wu Mei really didn't expect that the little scholar would dare to boldly choose an extremely barren and dilapidated scene to set off the lonely fragrance of the cluster of red beans. Red beans are lovesick things, the whole painting style has far-reaching artistic conception, and the poems are also straightforward and frank, which is just right for himself to show the prince, so that he can understand his intentions.

Wu Mei was happy in her heart, but she maintained a proud and cold look on her face, "Okay! That's it, the painting will be accepted...... As the prince's scholar, you must serve with all your heart, but ......".

Wu Mei deliberately paused, Xiao Wu glanced at Wu Mei's fierce eyes, and hurriedly knelt down to listen to the training.

"But...... What to do and what not to do? You have to figure it out in your heart...... Don't have any undivided intentions, if something goes wrong, this palace will not spare you."

Xiao Wu understood the meaning of Wu Mei's words, presumably Yan Ran had already told her about the portrait that night, it seems that today she made a special trip to warn her and ask her for guilt.

Xiao Wu chose to show weakness and get through, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, and replied: "Back to the mother's words, even if you give the slave and maid great courage, you don't dare to think nonsense, the slave and the maid will definitely listen to the mother's teachings, and everything is cautious."

Seeing that the little scholar was so honest and obedient, thinking that the three highnesses were all good friends with her, before she fully figured out the depth of their relationship, she couldn't do too much to her for the time being.

Wu Mei glanced at Xiao Wu, and said again, "Just now...... You have also heard that it is not a light crime to use the prince's belongings without permission...... If this palace doesn't punish you, it is knowing your mistake and covering up...... This palace remembers your first offense, and I won't punish you heavily, you are here...... Kneel for three hours and think about it!".

"Yes!", Xiao Wu reluctantly agreed, she would not intercede, and she knew that it was useless to intercede.

After speaking, Wu Mei was contemptuous again, and with the support of Xian'e, he left with the fragrant wind.

Xiao Wu knelt alone in the study, feeling uneasy. She felt that the palace was becoming more and more like a cage, not only imprisoning her body, but also shackling her heart.

I can't stay here any longer, and the idea of persisting in leaving has taken root in Xiao Wu's heart.

Three hours later, Xiao Wu walked out of the study with her painting of Mei Gongzi in her hand and staggered out of the study.

At night, Xiao Wu and Qingtian were as busy as ever, as if nothing had happened, she tried her best to hide the pain in her knees, and Qingtian saw a clue, but it didn't break.

After finishing the official documents of the day, Xiao Wu was doing the final sorting out, and Qingtian was quietly reading a book.

Yanran came in to say, "His Royal Highness the Prince, the palace people from Fangfei Hall came to spread the word, saying that Niangniang suddenly felt unwell, and came to tell him, asking His Royal Highness the Crown Prince if he could go there?"

"Got it", after Qingtian finished speaking, he got up and left, leaving no words.

After Xiao Wu finished tidying up, she returned to her cabin, today was a rare time to go back early, she went to the bed, picked up the volume of "Five States Geography and Customs" and read it. This is a book that describes the world, the geography and customs of the empires of the five states, since she had the idea of leaving heaven to go to the world, Xiao Wu found a lot of such books to read, and listed the places she would go to in the future while reading.

Qingtian turned into a streamer, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the palace of Wu Mei-Fangfei Palace, and saw that the hall was decorated with all kinds of flowers, decorated with flowers, fragrant and fragrant. Wu Mei was wearing a red robe with her back to him, lying on the couch.

Qingtian stepped forward and sat on the edge of the couch, and was about to speak, when Wu Mei turned around and twisted into his arms, staring at Qingtian with a smile on his face.

"You are so bold, you dare to lie to Benjun", Qingtian sank his face and sighed.

Wu Mei was not afraid, a pair of soft and boneless arms, climbed up to Qingtian's neck, twisted Jiaodidi, and said: "Where is the concubine lying?

Looking at the red and charming Wu Mei, whose eyes were full of burning eyes, Qingtian's heart was already a little fluttering, the corners of his mouth had a smile, and his tone softened, "Where are you sick?

"Your Majesty, the concubine is sick here", Wu Mei put Qingtian's hand on his chest, and in his ear, Yingsheng Yanyu muttered love words, "Concubine, I miss you every day, but I can't see you, the concubine has ...... Lovesickness, except for the king...... There's no cure."

"Naughty!", Optimus tapped Wu Mei's forehead, his eyes full of tenderness.

The style surrounds the eyebrows, the red lips are a little red, delicate and charming, the love in the scorching eyes, a shake of beauty, and a fragrance endlessly.

Thousands of styles, hook whose soul

It's so charming, which one is taken

The butterfly who is obsessed with flowers, the bee who is drunk with flowers, and the beautiful spring!

The clouds are clear, the showers wash away the enthusiasm, a crane chirps and emptilates, and the clouds and rain rest and the mountains are new.

The corners of Wu Mei's mouth hooked a good-looking arc, how many of the fox clan's charms can resist?

Wu Mei leaned down beside the exhausted prince, who was resting with his eyes closed, and pillowed one of his arms.

Qingtian rolled up his arms and took Wu Mei into his arms, hugged each other, and fell asleep contentedly.

In the early morning of the next day, the peonies, laurels, cannas, drunken hibiscus and other flowers placed in the Fangfei Hall are as beautiful as they are beautiful.

The dressed Wu Mei was full of delicate faces, and was dressing Qingtian in a robe in a thousand postures, and from time to time he was teasing him with his eyes, and Qingtian would occasionally meet her gaze and smile at the stunner in front of him.

After dressing up, Wu Mei slid into Qingtian's arms, and said coquettishly: "Your Excellency, the concubine wants to be your ,...... I thought that I couldn't sleep at night, and I was often lovesick with a lonely lamp, so I drew a picture, please appreciate it", Wu Mei said as he unfolded a painting for Qingtian to see.

Qingtian looked at the corner of his mouth with a smile, and saw a cluster of red beans on the side of the broken bridge, which was very meaningful, and then looked at the promotion poem: "When the broken bridge is full of red in spring, who is lovesick and who is crazy." May you be able to straighten and fold, and don't wait for the withering and empty branches."

After reading the poem, the smile on the corner of Qingtian's mouth gradually disappeared, although Xiao Wu changed the font, but the wind and bone pen power still made Qingtian recognize it at a glance.

Yes, only the little man with a delicate mind can draw such a meaningful picture.

Thinking of Xiao Wu's relaxed expression in his pretended to be relaxed last night, his impaired mobility and pale face, Qing Tian thought of this painting again, and he already understood seven or eight points in his heart.

Wu Mei looked at the prince without a smile on his face, and was worried about whether he would be seen something? Seeing that the prince had returned to his previous cold and uprightness, "The painting is very good, it's not too early, this gentleman should go", after speaking, he turned his head into a streamer and left.

In the Fangfei Palace, Wu Mei, who looked confused, looked at the place where the prince left, stunned.

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